“The wind howled across the moor that night, raking the last few resilient leaves from their branches. Gillespie lay awake, watching the moonlight phantoms play over the ceiling. He was aware in the back of his mind that tonight marked the end of his first month at the school and his first month since his father had packed up the farm and moved to London, leaving the boy here to, as he said, make a better man of himself t...

The cool of the autumn afternoon was not enough to take away the heat of nervousness Abigail felt throughout her entire twenty-four-year-old body. The first-year teacher had only been at Hatley on Kent for six months. Since training and orientation last Spring, she had easily acclimated to the all-boys school. As one of the only literary teachers, she had also become quite a favorite of the student body. Standing a fit 5‘...

My first term at boarding school had been awful. It had felt like a good idea at the time. when my parents had decided that they were going to move and I refused to go. I wanted to stay where I was, as I didn’t want to move away from my girlfriend. My plan was, that if I refused to go, it would make them change their mind and stay, but they called my bluff. The place was full of posh rich boys, who were going to go and wo...

Early September came around soon enough and I was back at school, in what they call the Lower Sixth Form in the UK, equivalent to a Junior in the US (more or less). I'd spent all but a few days of the holidays with my family, which was OK but not where a sixteen-year-old with a newly discovered sex drive wanted to be. Since I'd left school in July, I had lost touch with Roberts, and I missed our Sunday afternoon sessions...

It sounds stupid, but I really don't know if this happened or not. I was fresh out of university and had my first job teaching at an all-girls' boarding school in the middle of nowhere. Don't get me wrong; I loved my job, but the isolation I felt living and working in the same place every day with a bunch of hormonal girls and all-female teaching staff drove me crazy. I'd always been horny but this long, hot summer combin...

Caroline felt very alone as she watched her parents’ car disappear into the distance the day she was dropped off at St. Ursula’s, but being an only child and an introverted one at that, she was used to feeling alone. The sprawling Victorian boarding school was an entirely female institution, the only exceptions being the priests who officiated at Mass, confession, etc. and an elderly groundskeeper who mostly kept to himse...

Sunday, 6pm No way am I going to sleep. The train is a slow, relaxed one and it’s almost deserted. There’s sun pouring in, making my knees pleasantly warm as it bakes the denim of my jeans. I should be getting drowsy by now, but I can’t keep my thoughts from racing ahead of me. Instead, I sit with my hands clasped together, hunched forward and probably frowning. I look at the soft black travel bag I’ve brought, which sits...